haha... aight look....

Mcdonalds is lookin for a customer of the year, you the only candidate
fuck this fat ass, lyrics makin me laugh like chris rock in head of state
its time to relate to the fact you aint shit in this world and there aint no debate
that all you create is bullshit rhymes, ya aint neva gonna make it in the game
aint no fame on the way to your front door lotty, ya lifes always gonna be the same
full of broken dreams and empty french fry boxes, its enough to make u wanna cry
i bet all you ever do is sit around and wonder why it is when at night u look to the sky
to find the answers to all ya problems you see ya lost in the 'RANKS' Shabba
fuck you bitch, no ones ever gonna know you, ya just a lyrical grave robba
stealin old ass lyrics and puns, rappin about nothin but gangstas and guns
when in real life your just a fucked up little nerd tryin to be a net thug
ya get beat up for ya change when u walk into the schools halls
run home hide in the corner cryin and poundin ya flabby fists on the walls
askin god why he made you this way, why he wanted you to fail
but no single answer to you will be givin once i prevail
comfort ya self with a Bigmac, i hear Mcdonalds is havin a sale